Me: EAT THEM? ALRIGHT! NOM NOM NOM! Your cheeks. What are we going to do with your cheeks?

Elizabeth: *smile*

Me: Alright, I will eat them too. But only because you insist.

Elizabeth: *smile*

Me: You're looking at me with great interest. I wonder what you are thinking. Are you thinking that you would like to eat ME?

Elizabeth: *giggle*

Me: Okay, but I have to warn you. Mommies are not as tasty as babies. First of all, there's a texture issue. I'm pretty soft, but not nearly as soft as you. And sure I'm chubby like you, but it's a different kind of chubby. It's a too-many-french-fries kind of chubby instead of a I'm-a-happy-baby chubby. They taste quite different, you know? What's that? You don't care? You want a taste anyway?